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“Can’t blame a guy for trying.”

Nix hissed and slowed when West reached out and palmed him through his jeans. “Stop that.”

“You’re so hard for me though, Nixie. Don’t you want it?”

“You’re injured!”

“Keep stroking me, babe,” he urged, his hand pressing and sliding downward to cup him more firmly through the denim. His middle finger dug at the spot where Nix’s taint should be and he laughed when that had Nix springing onto his toes.

“If you don’t stop,” Nix set his determined gaze on West, “I will.”

He tutted and dropped his hand. “Fine. Be that way. But you best believe the second these nanites are done sealing me up, that plump ass of yours is mine. Don’t think I’ll let you get away with what you did to my stuff.”

The first thing Nix had noticed when he’d stepped into West’s room with Yejun was that he’d gotten all new keyboards.

He grinned and the Demon narrowed his eyes.

“Oh? Pleased with yourself are you?”

“Pretty much.” Nix emphasized that statement with an aggressive pump of his fist that had West’s hips lifting off the mattress.

“Just wait until I’m out of this bed,” West warned, voice turning reedy as he was brought closer and closer to the edge. “I’ve got a list of things I’ll do to you to get back at you and Lake.”

“That so?”

“Yes. I—” West made a strangled sound when suddenly Nix dropped down, swallowing his cock in one skilled motion. “Good Light!”

Nix took him all the way in, teeth lightly grazing against his sensitive skin the way he knew West actually liked. His tongue lapped against the underside of his hard member, pressing on the nerves and then trailing as he pulled back to suckle on his swollen crown. The burst of salty precome on his tongue had him groaning in pleasure, his own neglected dick weeping in his pants.

West came after only a few bobs of Nix’s head, and Nix made sure to swallow every last drop of the orgasm, teasing him throughout. He didn’t release him until the Demon went limp and started to push his head away.

Laughing, Nix pulled off, but before West could get a word in, he bent and captured his mouth, pushing his tongue, still coated in the man’s juices into his mouth in a mirror of the sexual act they both wished they were doing. By the time he pulled away, West was flushed and his eyes were glazed over.

“Good Light,” West repeated, staring at Nix as he licked his lips. “That was so hot.”

“Hold up,” he pretended to wipe something off the corner of West’s mouth, “you’ve got a little spit and come on you.”

West whimpered and caught his wrist, pressing a kiss against his pulse point before resting his cheek in Nix’s palm. “Babe, why are you being such a tease? Are you trying to kill me.”

“Not funny.” Nix yanked his hand away.

“Too soon?”

“West.”

He blew out a breath. “Fine, sorry. My bad.”

“Put that away,” Nix motioned to his exposed cock. “The nurses could walk in at any moment.”

“Don’t want them seeing the goods?” West asked, but he did as he was told and slipped himself back into his pants. “Don’t worry, Nixie, this is all yours. No one else gets a taste.”

“Ever.”

West chuckled. “Yeah, babe. Ever.”

He hummed in satisfaction and then decided to change the subject before West could convince him to fool around again. “I sort of made up with Yejun.”

“That’s good. How do you feel?”

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